I was just remembering back to a year ago when we were still trying to sell our house in Gonzales, a lovely but older country home, that was our all time favorite house. We had put it on the market 6 months prior and still no contract. We got discouraged because folks walked away after seeing it, complaining about only one sink in the master bath, counter tops are’t updated, laundry room’s too small, appliances are the wrong color, or the cabinets aren’t flush.
Karen looks at me one night as we get ready for bed and says, “I’m praying that someone looks at our home and falls in love with the character and beauty of the old girl, including her imperfections that we barely notice...that they recognize that if these walls could talk—so much life, love, prayer and joy have been lived inside of them.”
And I thought to myself, "Wow, could that be how God looks at our imperfect lives lived as temples of the Holy Spirit?" What if we looked at one another that way? Imperfections are always going to be there. But rather than focus on negatives, what if we became more aware of God's love for each of us, imperfections and all? And what if we focus on what God is actually doing in our lives to use those imperfections as reminders of his love, grace and mercy. I'll bet we'd be amazed at the effect that has on how we think, pray and respond toward both ourselves and others.
I’m a 4th generation Texan, born and raised in Dallas, except for the first 9 years of my life. I grew up as an Army brat until my dad retired and we moved back home to Dallas when I was in the 4th grade. I lived in Asuncion, Paraguay as a pre-schooler and was fluent in Spanish and Guarani when we returned to the States. But alas, you lose it if you don’t use it.